Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "The Thundering Holy Sound can only consolidate the mind, but it has no power to increase intelligence. If you are not familiar with the Book of Shang, how can you understand its meaning? And how can you solve the problem? The Thundering Holy Sound, or your amazing talent, are like a treasure in your hand. If you can't control it, how can you use it? You can solve the problem with a clever saying, even if it is accidental, because you have the ability to use the treasure. If you are modest, you are hypocritical."
Fang Yun had no choice but to remain silent and accept it calmly.
Mr. Wang immediately took advantage of the topic and said to the five people, "Now that you have seen such a genius with your own eyes, will you still be proud of being in the top five of the scholar?"
"The students don't dare." The five people answered in unison.
Mr. Wang sighed and said, "The path to sainthood is extremely difficult and dangerous, like sailing against the current. If you are not careful, the boat will be destroyed and everyone will die. Only one in ten thousand will win. There are countless students in Jingguo. In the past two hundred years, only Chen Guanhai, Chen Sheng, can become the first. What about the others? They all turned into yellow earth, and very few left their names. If you don't believe me, I just want to ask you one question. Chen Sheng made a great success in the Beijing exam and won the first place. This is a well-known fact, but who remembers the name of the second runner-up?"
The five scholars shook their heads. They couldn't even remember many of the top scorers from more than a hundred years ago, let alone the runner-up from more than a hundred years ago.
Fang Yun whispered, "Wu Huanyi."
The classroom was silent.
"What did you say?" Mr. Wang asked in a friendly manner.
"Please forgive my rudeness, but the runner-up in the same year as Chen Sheng is named Wu Huanyi."
Mr. Wang blushed slightly and said, "Even if we know the runner-up, what about the third place?"
"Zhao Linjia." Fang Yun answered helplessly.
Mr. Wang's face turned even redder.
The five scholars suppressed their laughter and lowered their heads.
Mr. Wang couldn't help laughing and said, "You guys can laugh if you want."
The youngest two, Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, covered their mouths and laughed. The other three older ones also smiled. They didn't expect that a good discussion would turn out like this.
Mr. Wang was not angry, and asked gently: "How did you remember it?"
Fang Yun said, "I bought a book some time ago that records all the successful candidates in the Jinshi exams of Jing State. When I turned to the page about Chen Sheng, I remembered these two people. I didn't mean to target you, sir."
Mr. Wang waved his hand and said generously, "It's alright. I'm just saying this to encourage you younger generations. You can even remember this, so you must be a great talent. You will embark on the path of sainthood without my encouragement."
"The student won't say anything more." Fang Yun kept silent.
Mr. Wang smiled and nodded, and continued to carefully evaluate Fang Yun's solution. He spoke very well, and the other five scholars nodded again and again. Fang Yun was able to write this solution by chance, and after Mr. Wang's analysis, his understanding deepened.
The class ended quickly and Mr. Wang left.
Fang Yun was packing his bookcase when Lu Yu said, "This is your first day here and you are not familiar with the College of Literature. Let's go to the cafeteria to eat together. After dinner, I will take you around the College of Literature to get familiar with it."
Fang Yun said: "Okay, but I'll go out and tell my followers first."
"Then we'll accompany you."
The six people came to the gate of the Academy together. Fang Yun asked Tan Yu and the other two to go back for dinner. He stayed here for lunch and asked them to come back at five o'clock in the afternoon.
Fang Yun and five classmates walked towards the cafeteria, chatting and laughing.
The cafeteria of the State Academy of Arts is divided into two halls for officials and teachers and students, but the food is actually the same.
Fang Yun walked in and felt a long-lost sense of familiarity. He lined up with everyone else to get plates, bowls and chopsticks.
After the six people finished their meal, they found an empty table and gathered together to eat and chat.
Before they finished eating, five people came over. The oldest of the five bowed to Fang Yun and asked, "But Fang Yun Fang Shuangjia?"
His voice was not loud, but Fang Yun was already a celebrity in Dayuan Mansion, and today a semi-saint told everyone in Dayuan Mansion that he was a great talent, so many people looked here.
Fang Yun took a look and thought that he would not be able to eat well again. He swallowed the food in his mouth, stood up with a smile, and said with a bow: "It is me."
"Would you like to join my second class?"
"Chang Wanxu, what do you mean!" Lu Yu was annoyed and stood up and glared at Chang Wanxu.
Chang Wanxu smiled and said, "It's nothing special. We just think Fang Yun is so talented, we admire him very much, and hope he can join our class."
"Fang Yun just entered the state college of arts today, so naturally he has to join our first-year class." Lu Yu said.
"Fang Yun is a rare genius. One-year course is too easy for him, and three-year course is too difficult. It would be most appropriate for him to join us for two years. Right, Fang Yun?" Chang Wanxu smiled, and the people behind him also looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
Fang Yun glanced at the others. Except for the young Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, the other three were not angry. Tang Shanyue was even smiling as usual.
Fang Yun vaguely understood that there should be competition among the scholar classes in the provincial academy of literature, but there would not be life-and-death feuds. It would probably be literary competitions, poetry contests, and the like.
"Thank you, Brother Chang, for your kindness. However, I have just become a student. Coming to the State Academy of Literature is already a step up. I can't be too ambitious. I will be fine with the first class."
Everyone in Class 1 was very happy, while everyone in Class 2 was very regretful. It was obvious that they really wanted to be classmates with Fang Yun.
Chang Wanxu said regretfully, "Well, we can't force it, but I hope the literary competition between the two classes won't affect the harmony among our students. With you here, we would never dare to compete with Class 1 in poetry again."
"Of course, peace is the most important thing. We are all citizens of Jingguo. We cannot waste our energy on trivial matters."
"That's right. I want to host a banquet for all the students in our Scholar Class tonight. I wonder if you would be willing to come and show up."
When Fang Yun heard this, he knew there was no ill intention and it was obviously an exchange of feelings, so he looked at the other five people in Class 1. Except for Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan who were not very happy, Li Yuncong and the other two nodded to indicate that everything was fine.
Fang Yun said: "In that case, let's go to the banquet together."
"Okay, it's a deal. Let's meet at the main gate after school and go to Xiyue Tower together."
"It's a deal."
Both sides bowed and said goodbye.
Before they knew it, hundreds of people in the cafeteria turned their eyes to Fang Yun, and many people were whispering, with the word "Fang Yun" appearing very frequently.
Fang Yun felt a little uncomfortable, but he still ate normally. After taking a bite, he asked, "Is there nothing wrong with our class one and class two?"
Li Yuncong smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's an old rule of the Academy. In order to prevent the students from being arrogant, the three classes are deliberately asked to take the exam together, to suppress demons or something else. They become scholars first, and then have to be taught by the Juren teacher for a year. Naturally, our first-year class lags behind in every aspect, but the same is true for the second class in front of the third class. We are not angry, but it is always unpleasant to be suppressed by others. However, the second class also knows the importance of the matter and will not really hurt the harmony. After graduation, everyone will still take care of each other. After all, we are classmates and fellow townsmen."
"That's good. Maybe when we finish the course and talk about these years, it will be interesting."
Li Yuncong and the other two nodded.
Lu Yu said reluctantly: "That's true, but every time I see Chang Wanxu looking smug, I feel unhappy."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "If he makes you happy, then the teachers will be unhappy."
"That's true." Lu Yu muttered softly.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "But Fang Yun Fang Shuangjia?"
Fang Yun turned his head and saw six people walking towards him. He didn't know those people, but one of them was wearing a juren's uniform, so he guessed that these people were all juren.
The whole cafeteria suddenly fell silent. Teachers and students alike looked over. Some even acted as if they were enjoying a good show.
Fang Yun stood up and said, "It is me."
Li Yuncong at the side suddenly whispered, "Be careful, the person who is speaking is Zhuang Wei, Liu Zicheng's brother-in-law, an important figure in the Yingshe."
Fang Yun took a closer look and found that the man did not show any anger at all and was very calm. He should not be seeking revenge for Liu Zicheng.
Zhuang Wei did not put on the slightest airs as a scholar. He bowed and said with a smile, "I have heard that Fang Shuangjia is extraordinary. Seeing him today, I can see that he is such a handsome young man. His reputation is truly undeserved."
"Brother Zhuang, you are too polite. Brother Zhuang is a talented person." Fang Yun said.
Zhuang Wei suddenly bent down 90 degrees and bowed deeply to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun hurriedly stepped aside and said, "Brother Zhuang, what are you doing?"
Zhuang Wei stood up and said helplessly, "I apologize to you on behalf of my brother-in-law Liu Zicheng. I know he is used to having affairs with other women, and I would try to persuade him every time we met. I know he had evil thoughts about your child bride, and he can't deny it, so I apologize to you. But you said he wanted to kill you, which is absolutely impossible. We have known each other for ten years, and he may have some bad deeds, but he would never do something like killing someone."
Fang Yun's face gradually turned cold, and he said, "Brother Zhuang, before you defend Liu Zicheng, can you go to Ji County and ask Captain Lu? He saw with his own eyes that after I said I was a student before the Saint, Liu Zicheng still used paper talk to kill me. I have already said in the Fu Wenyuan today that I forgive Liu Zicheng, but if you slander me, then I can only take back this forgiveness."
Zhuang Wei was no longer as polite as before and said, "He just used paper tactics to scare you. How can you say he wanted to kill you?"
"According to the Jing Law, attempted murder is also a crime. Do you want to subvert the Jing Law?"
"Would he be stupid enough to kill someone in public?"
"Even Wei Yuanjun wants to force me to death in public with the help of a semi-saint. What does it matter if Liu Zicheng is a little stupid?" Fang Yun responded bluntly.
The people in the cafeteria only knew that Fang Yun had passed the Holy Selection, and most of them didn't know what happened there. After all, they had been attending classes in the classroom before, so when Fang Yun said this, everyone found it incredible.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Lord Wei is the lord of a prefecture. How could he force you to death in public? This is simply far-fetched." Zhuang Wei said angrily.
Lu Yu immediately said: "Fang Yun is right, Wei Yuanjun is dead!"
"What!" Many people blurted out involuntarily. He was a Jinshi and a sixth-rank official.
At this time, a lecturer said, "What Fang Yun said is true. I heard it from the chief clerk before coming to the dining hall. When the sage was invited to select the candidate, the semi-sage liked Fang Yun's talent and wanted him to come up with three couplets. But the Lord of Guards took revenge on Fang Yun and changed the test question to recite the Analects backwards within two hours."
The cafeteria was bustling.
"Doesn't this mean that Fang Yun can recite the Analects by heart? That's fake!"
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Recommended fantasy novel by a fellow villager: "Supreme Blade"
The introduction is very interesting, here are two excerpts:
That year, the barefoot monk of Futu Temple turned a broken mountain into an eternal river with a single finger.
That year, the swordsman broke the city wall with a blade of grass in his hand.
Book number: 3170623
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